Pat
This is Pat.
She is the mother of my lifelong friend, Sue.
I've known her since I was a kid, when she was Mrs. Daley. But I grew up and Mrs. Daley became Pat. The mother of my lifelong friend became herself my lifelong friend.
She was the matriarch, the hub of the Daley clan, having 6 children herself.
Our group of friends used to have these enormous parties. Everyone would be there....my 70 yr. old aunt, the "old folks" in their 60's (Pat, et al), we young folk in our 30's....and the kids. The Daley clan would arrive carrying platters of food, with Pat saying oh I just thought I'd cook a ham, and a turkey, and some salads, and here's some brownies....
I used to see them marching in and announce to everyone "the catering service is here".
After my folks died, and I was single and pregnant with my son, Pat put her arms around me and said "this child is a gift". She showered Adam and me with her love which never ended.
I'm looking at this photo of only 6 years ago and thinking omg, so many changes in such a short time.
But the biggest change of all came in the wee hours of yesterday morning when, at age 95, Pat died.
I know you were ready to go, Pat. I know it's what you wanted.
I'm grateful for knowing you, I'm grateful I got to see you one last time to say good bye. I'm grateful for having had you in my life.
I know you're with Hank, and others you've loved, and I'm sure by now you are partying.
You will be missed, but you are in our hearts forever.
Rest in peace, dear dear Pat.
Party on. ❤️
Pat
This is Pat.
She is the mother of my lifelong friend, Sue.
I've known her since I was a kid, when she was Mrs. Daley. But I grew up and Mrs. Daley became Pat. The mother of my lifelong friend became herself my lifelong friend.
She was the matriarch, the hub of the Daley clan, having 6 children herself.
Our group of friends used to have these enormous parties. Everyone would be there....my 70 yr. old aunt, the "old folks" in their 60's (Pat, et al), we young folk in our 30's....and the kids. The Daley clan would arrive carrying platters of food, with Pat saying oh I just thought I'd cook a ham, and a turkey, and some salads, and here's some brownies....
I used to see them marching in and announce to everyone "the catering service is here".
After my folks died, and I was single and pregnant with my son, Pat put her arms around me and said "this child is a gift". She showered Adam and me with her love which never ended.
I'm looking at this photo of only 6 years ago and thinking omg, so many changes in such a short time.
But the biggest change of all came in the wee hours of yesterday morning when, at age 95, Pat died.
I know you were ready to go, Pat. I know it's what you wanted.
I'm grateful for knowing you, I'm grateful I got to see you one last time to say good bye. I'm grateful for having had you in my life.
I know you're with Hank, and others you've loved, and I'm sure by now you are partying.
You will be missed, but you are in our hearts forever.
Rest in peace, dear dear Pat.
Party on. ❤️